Coming to the weapon rack, Zhuang Xuan looked at the weapons scattered all over the ground, exuded his divine sense, and extended towards an iron fan.

Originally, Zhuang Xuan was apprehensive, afraid that he would not be recognized by it, who would have thought that when Zhuang Xuan's divine sense penetrated into the fan, the iron fan shook slightly, emitting a long black glow, and then a yin voice sounded in Zhuang Xuan's mind.

"Nine Nether Fans!"

Hearing this voice, Zhuang Xuan knew that he was recognized, and his eyes couldn't help but light up, and his expression was excited.

"Senior, what level of magic weapon is this Nine Netherworld Fan?" Zhuang Xuan took the fan in his hand, only to feel that it was cold and heavy.

"Spirit Rank Middle Grade!" Tianyan said with a depressed expression.

Although Zhuang Xuan's actions in the past few days have been unexpected to him, he still has some difficult feelings in his heart to see that he has been recognized by the two magic weapons so easily.

"Not bad! not bad!" Zhuang Xuan showed a satisfied smile on his face. Then he looked at the remaining ninety-eight weapons on the table, and his eyes were fiery

"You're all going to be mine!hehe!" Zhuang Xuan smiled and continued to release his senses.

"Three!"

"Seven!"

"Sixteen!"

......

"Seventy-one!"

Finally, when Zhuang Xuan accepted the seventy-one ones, Tianyan felt bad for the whole person.

"Ahem! That, I said little guy! It's almost enough! Now you're already the first, and the second-ranked Yun Suifeng has only subdued twenty-three handfuls, and now he's done this link! Look if it's ......" Tianyan said with a bitter face.

"Didn't you say that I had to be the first? If I became the first, then wouldn't I be your inheritor? Isn't that exactly what you wanted?" Zhuang Xuan rolled his eyes and said speechlessly.

"Eh——! this ......" Tianyan was speechless when asked by Zhuang Xuan, so he had to smile and keep silent.

Through getting along in the past few days, Zhuang Xuan has figured out Tianyan's temper. So it's casual when talking to him. Moreover, Tianyan wants to find an excellent inheritor, while Zhuang Xuan wants to get the massive wealth left by Tianyan to the inheritor, the two have different purposes, but the destination is the same.

Zhuang Xuan can only get what he left behind if he becomes the inheritor of Tianyan, and Tianyan has basically identified Zhuang Xuan in his heart, so a tacit understanding has been formed between the two invisibly.

"Hoo ——!"

When Zhuang Xuan subdued all the weapons, he exhaled a long breath.

"I didn't expect it to be able to do it all!" Zhuang Xuan looked at the one hundred and eight weapons placed in front of him, and the excitement in his heart was indescribable.

"I don't know what happened to Lin'er?" Zhuang Xuan suddenly thought of Lin'er and them, and his high mood suddenly became much lower.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he looked at the Tianyan Daoist.

"Senior, you are the housekeeper here, can you help me see how my three friends are doing now?" Zhuang Xuan looked at Tianyan expectantly.

"Don't worry! Although your three little friends are not as rebellious as you, they have also received a lot of benefits! And they are all taken care of, so you don't have to worry about them. Tianyan squinted his eyes slightly and said lightly.

"I haven't said who my friend is, how do you know who I want to ask?" Zhuang Xuan asked suspiciously.

"Nonsense! You think they're all as stupid as you? You're so old, how old can your friends be? Aren't they just those little guys as big as you?" Tianyan glanced at Zhuang Xuan angrily, and said with a shaking beard.

Zhuang Xuan smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head involuntarily.

Turning his gaze to those weapons and classics, Zhuang Xuan's heart was inexplicably excited. Before participating in the trial, he had never imagined that this line of work would gain so much.

But then his brow furrowed. There are so many things, there is no place to put them! The Qiankun bag on his body was still given to him by Xiaoya, and there was only a square square space. But all the things here add up, I'm afraid you have to use a Qiankun bag with a hundred zhang space to put it down.

The space specifications of Qiankun bags are generally ten times and ten times larger.

They are divided into one zhang, ten zhang, and one hundred zhang. More than 100 zhang are generally space magic weapons such as storage rings. That kind of magic weapon is very expensive, a lowest-level storage magic weapon with a thousand zhang space, the value is basically around five million spirit stones.

This is not a small amount! Generally speaking, the annual income of a four-rank sect is about this amount!

"Senior, do you have any extra storage magic weapons? Give me one! You see so many things, the space of my Qiankun bag is too small to fit!" Zhuang Xuan said with some embarrassment.

Looking at Zhuang Xuan's embarrassed appearance, Tianyan was angry and funny.

"What do you kid want me to say about you?" Tianyan showed an expression of hatred that iron is not steel. "If you get the first place in the trial and become my inheritor, the entire Hongmeng Hall is yours, and you still need the magic weapon of storage?"

was ridiculed by Tianyan, Zhuang Xuan didn't care at all, but laughed stupidly. It's inexplicable.

"Senior, what is the next trial?" Zhuang Xuan asked with some impatience.

Hearing Zhuang Xuan mention this, Tianyan smiled mysteriously, and with a wave of his sleeves, Zhuang Xuan only felt dizzy in front of him, this person seemed to have lost gravity, and he was fluttering.

When Zhuang Xuan recovered, he found that he was no longer in the original stone hall.

At this time, the place where he was a high stone platform, and the stone platform was dark all around. On this huge stone platform with a length and width of about 20 zhang, only Zhuang Xuan stood alone.

"Hey, senior, what does this mean?" Zhuang Xuan looked at the empty surroundings and shouted with an ugly face.

It's just that the only thing that answers him is his own echo.

Just when Zhuang Xuan was anxious, suddenly a shadow flashed not far from Zhuang Xuan, Zhuang Xuan was startled, and when he saw the face of this figure, Zhuang Xuan's mouth opened wide in disbelief.

Because the figure standing in front of Zhuang Xuan at this moment is exactly the same as Zhuang Xuan. Whether it is height and appearance, tall, short, fat and thin, or judging from the fluctuations emanating from the body, it is exactly the same.

"What are you doing?" Zhuang Xuan couldn't help but mutter.

"Little one, enjoy the next battle! The opponent is yourself, don't be too ruthless!" Tianyan's voice echoed on the empty stone platform.

At this moment, Zhuang Xuan had already understood the content of this trial, and in addition to feeling surprised in his heart, a high battle spirit rose to the sky.

"Since this level is a battle, let's fight!" Zhuang Xuan's eyes stared at "himself" not far away, and made a starting gesture.

Unexpectedly, another "Zhuang Xuan" at this time also made the same action. Zhuang Xuan stood there with a strange expression.

"No, you can't use the same moves, if you continue to fight like this, when will you be the head?" Zhuang Xuan thought depressedly.

"I can't care so much, let's try and test first!"

Thinking of this, Zhuang Xuan's feet were slightly forced, and the whole person quickly rushed towards the opposite side. At the same time as Zhuang Xuan's body moved, the other "Zhuang Xuan" on the opposite side also moved, and the movements and moves, and even the speed were the same.

Zhuang Xuan gritted his teeth, his heart was horizontal, and he stretched out his fist and beckoned to the other party.

Hearing only a bang, Zhuang Xuan quickly retreated five or six meters back. The eyes shimmer brightly.

Without a pause, Zhuang Xuan rushed towards the other party again, raised his fist and punched again, but the force of this punch was greater than just now.

After the fight, Zhuang Xuan didn't feel like fighting, and retreated five or six meters again, feeling the force from the other party on his fist, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

With a flick of his figure, Zhuang Xuan rushed out again.

After repeating this for the fifth time, Zhuang Xuan stopped, stood in place and grinned silently.

"I see!" Zhuang Xuan's face was full of excitement, as if he had discovered some pattern.

"In that case, then...... You can disappear!" Zhuang Xuan said softly.

Immediately, the four blood pills in the dantian were fully operational, and a powerful qi and blood power filled Zhuang Xuan's surroundings. Zhuang Xuan's momentum became stronger and stronger, more and more aggressive. At a certain moment, when Zhuang Xuan's momentum reached its peak, Zhuang Xuan's right hand formed a fist and slammed into his virtual self in front of him with a punch.

With a sharp fist wind, the fist swung forward without stopping.

The virtual Zhuang Xuan stood strangely in place at the moment, allowing Zhuang Xuan's peak punch to smash into his chest.

I only heard a click, as if something was shattering, and then, Zhuang Xuan saw that the "self" in front of him slowly faded, and soon disappeared, leaving no trace.

Zhuang Xuan looked at the stone platform that had become empty again, and there was a ripple in his heart. The feeling of punching "yourself" to death with your own hands is really amazing. Although Zhuang Xuan knew that he was fake, there was still a trace of turmoil in his heart.

No one is completely unfazed when it comes to themselves.

As for Zhuang Xuan's last punch, the reason why that virtual Zhuang Xuan didn't resist was because Zhuang Xuan, who was at his peak, had exceeded the simulation ability of this space. In other words, this space can only simulate the combat power of monks according to the general realm division, and the combat power of that virtual Zhuang Xuan is only the same as that of ordinary peak monks in the Blood Refining Realm.

And although there are situations like Zhuang Xuan, where the realm and the actual combat power are completely unequal, it is not so terrifying after all. can almost cross a large realm against the enemy, I have to say that Zhuang Xuan's combat power is quite strong.

When the simulated Zhuang Xuan disappeared, a large screen appeared in the air in front of Zhuang Xuan, like ripples. At the top of the screen are the names of the monks. From the first to the fiftieth, there were only fifty people in total.

In the first place is the cloud with the wind of the hanging door.

The moment he saw this big screen, Zhuang Xuan's brows furrowed slightly, because among these fifty people, there was surprisingly no his name.

This discovery suddenly made Zhuang Xuan feel a trace of pressure.

"It seems that I have to work hard!" Zhuang Xuan said solemnly. The priest of the Gentleman's Gathering Hall returns

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